I have always been the type of person who has a hard time letting things go. I can hold a grudge like my life depended on it. Half of my teenage years were spent trying to make a dysfunctional relationship work out. Dust gathered over the uneven stack of chocolate boxes I have accumulated on the bottom left corner of my three-door wardrobe. I have a box full of letters, movie tickets, faded receipts, and heck, even bits and pieces of dried petals that had been crumbled by time.
I had lunch at Khmer Angkor Kitchen. I still have the receipt and everything on the photo cost me $10. I guess that’s why I fell in love with Vietnam. For about the same amount, I would already be dead from food coma.
East Mebon is smaller than the previous temples I went to, and because I didn’t chance upon any guides or any of the details they put up at the entrances of every temple, I don’t have anything but photos. 😦 Based from the map though, this is the east entrance.
There were a lot of moss at the lower parts of the temple, which is curious because the area seems dry for moss. Hmm.
I had to climb so many stairs, at around 1:30 in the afternoon. You can just imagine how sweaty I got.
I actually went and did a quick search while writing this post to at least find out why it looks significantly different than the previous temples I have been to.. Apparently, East Mebon is a bit older and from a different reign. It also used to be surrounded by water which explains the moss! (now you guys see how I come up with blog content haha)
It still did not explain why the chambers smelled like they burned something in there.
How to take portraits of yourself without a monopod/tripod? What I do is find a surface I can put my camera on. It does not even have to be super flat, as long as my camera won’t fall off. There are a lot of these surfaces in the archaeological park, so don’t worry about that. Anyway, I take a photo after placing my camera to ensure that it’s taking the angle I want, so I know how I should adjust it (placing camera straps under the lens to tilt it upwards etc) and where I should stand. Here’s the product! It only took one test shot and one final shot to get my photo. When I’m satisfied, I don’t take more photos – which saves memory space but could be awful when you get home from the trip and discover it was a crappy photo all along. Haha!
The next temple was also designed similarly to East Mebon. I entered Pre Rup via the east entrance and I went, “hmm this looks familiar. I’m not very knowledgeable about architecture, so I’m not going to yammer on about it. 🙂
They placed wooden stairs on top of the actual stairs. When I went, not all the stairs had a new one on top of it, and you can see the state of ruin it is in with the steepness and the missing steps.
The brick chambers are there as well, similar to East Mebon. I still don’t know what it is for.
The World Monuments Fund has been working on restoring the temples in Angkor. To spot a restored one, you just have to find a structure with different colored bricks.
From the highest tier, you can view the different enclosures as well as the courtyards.
Placed my camera on a narrow surface and prayed to the heavens above that the strong wind does not contribute to it falling to the ground.
The chambers/towers are all sealed up. I’m really curious what it’s for.
A photo of me with the stairs – primarily because I’m vain, and size comparison to how high one tier is.
And yes, it was very windy. The heat and the wind combined, and I swore I could almost hear my skin crackling as it burned.
The thought that I have to let go of certain things is like that one dark cloud hanging over clear blue skies. I have always had a fear of not knowing what’s in store for me, which is probably why I fear dying, and the fear is here, as I part ways with what was my comfort zone, but not enough to cripple me. Let’s keep moving forward, yes? 🙂